#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
Tony phoned and told me that Jan had left him but that he was a… helped him he said to think about… like D. H. Lawrence pissed off with life in general bu…
at one stage in my life I met a man who claimed to have visited Pound at St. Elizabeths. then I met a woman who not only claimed to have visited
the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
terrible arguments. and, at last, lying peacefully on her large bed which is spread in red with cool patterns o…
he was easy, fat as a hummingbird and I had him blowing, I jabbed and crossed and took my t… everybody was waiting for the main… drinking beer, and I was thinking
the critics now have me drinking champagne and driving a BMW and also married to a socialite from
our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.
Then I was called down to personnel at the old Federal Build– ing. They let me sit the usual 45 minutes or hour and one half. The man walked me back to a desk. There sat this woman. She...
old grey-haired waitresses in cafes at night have given it up, and as I walk down sidewalks of light and look into windows
“what?” they say, “you got a computer?” it’s like I have sold out to the enemy. I had no idea so many
she left me 5 weeks ago and went t… that is, I think she left. the other day I went out to mail h… and I saw her sitting on the bus s… it was her hair there
these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough
I paid this one’s fare all the way… to San Francisco then flew up to meet her at her br… and I got drunk and talked all night about a redhe…
my father was a practical man. he had an idea. you see, my son, he said, I can pay for this house in my lif… then it’s mine.